Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that just burst into flames.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A flaming bag of dog poop
A bolt of thirsty bombazine
A vacuum, abhorred by nature
A Three of Clubs
A G1 Optimus Prime Trailer
A Heisman Trophy
A swarm of ladybirds
A sealed cardboard box with a proper shipping label to Santa Claus
A portable hole
A handwritten note from Taylor Swift with several encouraging words

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